of the world I inhabit.
I am happy in the little
and all forms of injustice hurt me.
and does not laugh with all the desire and everything tastes little if I do not notice your smile.
and I elevate myself trusting that living
demands to do it to the fullest.
even if I do not tacitly accept
some unforeseen events.
I am invaded by incoherence deciphering subliminal messages and I recognize the peace of the cooing, after the storm.